Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The group immediately rushed to the depths of the valley, with the ancient barbarian puppet still leading the way, and Meng Yang and Madam Man Luo leading the Green Ivy Barbarian Warriors to follow behind.

At this point, the young master of the Canglang had to cheer up and lead the team with Meng Yang. They seemed to be talking and laughing, but in fact they were forced to do so. They only hoped that the tenth-level dragon in the valley was really like what the defeated barbarian cultivator said, that it was besieged by many teams and was severely injured and extremely weak, and it was just a last gasp.

As for Ye Ling, under the protection of the two golden elixir fish monsters, he walked at the end of the team with the Winged Fire Witch, the Hundred Flowers Girl and Zhilan. Even if the tenth-level dragon roared again, he was not afraid.

Not long after the group walked, they could see clouds and mist in the depths of the valley from afar, and the sound of dragon roars continued! And in this mist, there were all the shining brilliance of magic weapons and Taoist magic!

Meng Yang said happily: "With so many people besieging the dragon, it seems there is no danger. Let's go together!"

Meng Yang called out, and he and Madam Man Luo took the lead in launching sword lights, and the warriors of the Qingteng Barbarian tribe hurriedly followed.

The young master of Canglang was a captain in name only after all, and he did not dare to rush forward rashly. Everything had to wait for Ye Ling's orders.

Ye Ling lowered his voice and said: "Everyone follow them, move forward slowly, and the ancient barbarian puppets will resist if there is any danger."

The Hundred Flowers Girl and the Wing Fire Witch Girl nodded, urging the young master of Canglang to move.

When they came closer, they could see the tenth-level ancient dragon flying in the clouds! Although it is a fantasy beast, whether it is momentum or prestige, it can be said to be the existence with the strongest spiritual pressure in this ancient fantasy of the barbarians!

Ye Ling looked intently and saw that behind the dragon, there was a piece of open space of about a mile in radius, with no grass growing around it. It was very conspicuous in the valley with rich spiritual energy. Only in the middle of the clearing, there are three short trees with twisted roots and leaves, and the branches are full of red fruits, faintly emitting the aura of immortal spirit!

"Finally found it!" Ye Ling's eyes lit up. Looking at this situation, these three red fruit trees have been growing for thousands of years and have never been picked by anyone.

There are dozens of barbarian cultivators besieging the dragon. Most of them have their own teams. Although they are fighting on their own, their goals are the same. They are all launching long-range attacks on the dragon and eyeing the red fruits in the clearing in the valley!

Ye Ling also saw the only one among the barbarian cultivators who fought alone, the poisonous girl of the Tianchan tribe wearing a colorful cloth skirt! She was blowing the bone horn whistle, commanding the flying snake, the black centipede and the eighth-level poisonous toad, while casting poison spells, poisoning some of the scales of the ancient dragon green, and vigilantly glancing at the barbarian cultivators around her with the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, the ancient dragon that was besieged by the barbarian cultivators suddenly swung its tail, roared to the sky, and the water spirit in its body turned into a rolling torrent, splashing water everywhere!

The barbarian cultivators hurriedly dodged backwards, using magic weapons and instruments to try their best to resist the dragon's water attack!

Meng Yang, Madam Man Luo and other Green Ivy Barbarian warriors raised their vine wood shields, but even so, the surging water almost overwhelmed them.

Ye Ling immediately ordered the ancient barbarian puppet to go up and block everyone!